...what is up with my subconcious?

[enamoured]

The other night, I had a series of dreams. They felt kind of episodic, in that I would wake up periodically and then go back to sleep, and it'd be a whole new thing. So anyway, I don't remember anything from them, except one dream, in which someone was preparing breakfast and they were making the most delicious looking waffles that I have ever seen in my life. There was syrup and honey being pored over them in slo-mo, a nice bit of butter on the side, and whipped cream. I was drooling and thinking, "Oh my God, I cannot wait to get a big bite out of those."

And then my cell phone rang and woke me up.

NOOOOOO. I WANTED SOME OF THOSE DELICIOUS, DELICIOUS WAFFLES.

(I still want some of those waffles. Good Lord.)